Memories

The winter sets in on Delhi once again and the fog rolls over the highway, I sit under the open sky and my memories start to play...
A symphony of laughter of young girls growing up fills my thoughts, a smile touches my lips and they part just a bit...
Words spoken and deeds done come back to me all at once, the hugs and stolen kisses remind me of the journey so far...
I  look around and see nothing has really changed, yet the change is inevitable...
The trees have shed their cover and flowers bloom... I see daisysin full bloom and my heart sings with joy...
My inhibitions are taken away by the cool breez that flows and fills the air with the smell of wet earth from last nights shower...
I am reminded of a friend who once said ... "don't be a stranger" and yet I seem to have lost track of time when we last met...
An angel sent my way reminds me of the three years that have passed by... the years I've been blissfully happy...
My memories are snapshots of a life lived ... of lessons learnt ... of friends made... of dreams come true...
I look in the mirror and I see a girl I use to know smiling back at me... telling me what a wonderful place she is in at the moment...
Behind that girl is a whirlpool of years gone by throwing glimpses of my life so far... I smile at her and I say... "Go on my memories... play"

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